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When double traction of EMD G26MC locomotives hauled Sumatera coal freight train meet with other coal train at Cempaka station.

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Us, seniors, we do not smile so easily anymore?

But when we do, it is genuine, with our eyes, and THAT is our beauty!

 

Have a great day and thank you, M, (*_*)

 

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Radar getting pissed at me for taking so many pictures... (or he was just yawning and stretching)

Düşlerde sevdim seni söyleyemedim

Sessiz öptüm nefesini söyleyemedim

 

Sana ben şiirler sözler büyüttüm

Sana ben baharlar yazlar büyüttüm

Sana ben hummalı gizler büyüttüm

Söyleyemedim

 

Şarkılar yazdım sana okuyamadım

Hep yanımdaydın oysa dokunamadım

 

Söz: Cevdet Bağca.

Türkü severler Hüseyin Turan'dan dinleyebilirler:)

#RememberWhen is the topic for Flickr Friday.

 

I remember when, before the ball point pen was invented, a fountain pen was the universal writing instrument. Also, since schools aren't teaching cursive anymore, we'll soon be saying, "remember when we used to be able to read and write handwriting?" which, to my way of thinking, is a real tragedy. Cursive is so much smoother to write than printing individual letters, and It pains me to think that our grandchildren may not be able to read the hundreds of handwritten letters and documents that we have saved that chronicle much of our history over the past eight decades.

take a walk in the woods.

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When a man loves a Wookie

Can't keep his mind on nothin' else

He'd trade the world

For the good thing he's found

 

If she is bad, he can't see it

She can do no wrong

And turn his back on his best friend

If he puts her down

 

When a man loves a Wookie

Spend his very last dime

And trying to hold on to what he needs

 

He'd give up all his comforts

And sleep out in the rain

If she said that's the way, it ought to be

 

When a man loves a Wookie

I give you everything I've got

Trying to hold on to your precious love

And baby baby please don't treat me bad

 

When a man loves a Wookie

Deep down in his soul

She can bring him such misery

 

If she is playing him for a fool

He's the last one to know

Loving eyes can never see

 

Yes when a man loves a Wookie

I know exactly how he feels

'Cause baby, baby

 

When a man loves a Wookie

When a man loves a Wookie

When a man loves a Wookie

When a man, when a man

When a man loves a Wookie

  

View Large On Black Because It Looks Better Than It Sounds

   

Powerful stuff there from Michael Bolton.... *cough*

   

*gag*

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When you came in the air went out.

And every shadow filled up with doubt.

I don't know who you think you are,

But before the night is through,

I wanna do bad things with you.

 

I'm the kind to sit up in his room.

Heart sick an' eyes filled up with blue.

I don't know what you've done to me,

But I know this much is true:

I wanna do bad things with you.

 

When walking around at the butterfly section of the Haga Ocean butterfly house in Solna, Sweden, quite often you can hear a trilling sound which sounds very "tropical jungle" to me. I initially thought this was recorded background sound to make the experience more immersive, but it turns out it is the mating call of the males of this frog species!

 

The phantasmal poison frog (Epipedobates tricolor) lives freely in the butterfly section there and jump around as they wish. And the mating calls obviously work as they successfully beed there and on some visits, there are quite a lot of these tiny little guys jumping around everywhere.

 

Part 1 here: www.flickr.com/photos/tinyturtle/54078556548/

Born in Edmonton, Marshall McLuhan's home is down the alley from us.

Credits available at. FuknHawt.

 

Collaborative Blog - M.Y.O.M.

 

Listen - Summer ♪

you will fall in love (again) (and again)

Winter Sunset on the Arkansas River in Northern Arkansas.

apollonia

on the beautiful island of sifnos

 

(22) the gospel of thomas

Yeshua said to them,

When you make the two into one,

and when you make the inner like the outer

and the outer like the inner

and the upper like the lower,

and when you make male and female into a single one,

so that the male will not be male nor the female be female,

when you make eyes in place of an eye,

a hand in place of a hand,

a foot in place of a foot,

 

an image in place of an image,

 

then you will enter the kingdom.

 

SL has kicked me hard more times than I can count since the day I came here. There have been so many moments when I’ve sat back and asked myself, Why am I even still here? Today was one of those days.

 

Someone I trusted deeply, someone I looked up to and called my brother, hurt me in a way I never expected. He used his alt to try to get involved with me, telling me it was his friend, when all along it was him. Even in a virtual world, that kind of betrayal is still wrong. Trust is trust, family is family, and what happened crossed a line for me.

 

We were family. We were good. Or at least, I thought we were. I never imagined that someone I considered my brother would look at me and think I would use an alt to get North. I would never do something like that to someone I loved and respected.

 

And let me make something very clear: I am not dating anyone here. Zero. I don't want a relationship, I don't want drama, and I don't want anyone trying to fill a space in my life that I am not offering.

 

Right now, I want to be alone.

 

I have given so much of myself to people here. I have trusted, loved, defended, stood beside people, and called them family. But every time that trust gets broken, another piece of me goes with it. My heart has been through enough, and honestly, it isn't strong enough for another betrayal.

 

So I am stepping back. Not because I don't care, but because I finally have to care about myself.

 

I don't know what the future holds for me in SL. Maybe I'll find my way back to the things that once made me happy. Maybe I'll simply disappear for a while. But one thing I know for certain is that I will not beg anyone to understand my heart, and I will not continue putting myself in situations where trust can be used against me.

 

Sometimes the hardest goodbye isn't because you stopped loving someone. It's because they showed you that the person you thought they were was never the person you truly knew.

 

Tonight, I choose peace. I choose distance. I choose myself.

 

And for now, that's enough.

Taken from quite a distance, zooming in and cropping a bit, I tried to capture the midwinter, midnight flowering that occurs above Oslo when the new year begins.

 

Two minutes after Midnight.

 

When photographing 47580 at Liverpool Street almost 30 years ago, I would never have thought that it would survive to tell the tale of such a bizarre combination of locomotives, and over the Settle-Carlisle line! Having given up on trying to conceal the 'fire risk assurance' diesel, I finally bit the bullet and took a standard three-quarter view, in the knowledge that the likes of this may never be seen again - hopefully. The saving grace was the black exhaust from 61994 on the falling 1 in 100 gradient from Blea Moor tunnel and consequently few heads out of the windows, not to mention the benefit of full sun of course. The line of the tunnel can be seen by tracing the spoil/rock mounds dumped on the hillside during the tunnel's construction between 1870 and 1875.

 

'Brush Type 4/class 47' No.47580 'County of Essex' is piloted by Gresley 'K4' 2-6-0 No.61994 'The Great Marquess' between Blea Moor tunnel and Ribblehead, the return 'Fellsman' charter to Lancaster from Carlisle on Wednesday 24th July 2013. Hopefully this may see the end of the 'fire risk' diesel addition. The volume of rain that has fallen in Cumbria during the last 48 hours is a good start.

 

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...+ يا ليتني عند مثواه أقبله +...

   

Each of us has his own Alice, curious and fearless, ready for new adventures and new discoveries!

    

But when we get older, Alice becomes smaller, there are fears, insecurities!

    

But in dreams and through dreams we still are drawn to adventure and achievements, and it helps us to realize the dream into reality!

    

But even if we sometimes feel lost because of the fact that everything around us is changing and sometimes too fast, Alice somewhere inside and always with us!

    

This is my current thinking, such was the mood today and I wanted to somehow translate it! Maybe it was she ...

 

There is 8 photos together!

 

(Sorry for my english )

When it comes to the future, there are three kinds of people: those who let it happen, those who make it happen, and those who wonder what happened ~~ John M. Richardson, Jr

Cuando el sol se va. Mar Mediterraneo desde Cerro Gordo. Granada 2

“When you find yourself in a hole, quit digging."

- - Will Rogers

 

His good advice is something our politicians should take to heart.

 

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"Spanish bar" cake that I "had" to make during tax preparation. It's a spicy cake recipe that I have tweaked to perfection. Mine is made with currants, sultana and golden raisins and walnuts. Topped with cream cheese frosting. I made small heart-shaped cakes for fun and to take longer frosting them and less time doing my taxes. The taxes are done now, so I can stop baking... :D

 

Indulge yourself

Explore! yay. i am always excited for that :D

 

oh look! im sprouting beautiful sunflower weeds :] theres a huge pile of dirt in the lot next to us (which we frequently ride ATV's over, sorry future neighbors) with these sunflower plants. wish they were actual sunflowers, they'd be huge! pulled up some roots while i was at it. got the floor a little messy coming back in :D

When I was young...http://www.flickr.com/photos/lemonart/11375016086/

 

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When I was taking these pictures the women who owns the barn came out and gave me the story. Seems where they live is pretty windy and any flag on a pole would just get torn to threads pretty quick. So back in 1991 her husband found a new way to show the flag without worrying about it getting torn up. Williston, VT

Film: Lomochrome Metropolis 100

Camera: Yashica T4

 

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My boy Cash. He's going on 8 years old now. Oh, how time flies...

I'm in the heart of my crazy summer work season, so if I'm not around much for the next 2-3 weeks, you'll know why. Not much flickr time with 25 stops a day! Hope you're all enjoying your summer... or winter depending on where you live. =)

When the world's largest arts festival comes to town in August, the best place to be is above the masses. Here's a shot looking down the Royal Mile from the top tower of St. Giles Cathedral.

 

I haven't taken any photos during the Festival this year, so this is one from 2014 - arguably the only differences between then and now are the placement of various cranes. Several photos stitched into a panorama.

 

5D II + TSE 24L II + Hoya CPL

Holiday sailing on the Lucky dog

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